Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
Found this mushroom on one of my walks last week. Edited the photo as well as created the design in Adobe Spark. Font: Lora.
wind across water
sails powering boats motion
graceful in sunlight
This poem is my contribution to today’s Word of the Day challenge.
a new day begins
underneath my feet I hear
freshly fallen leaves
now laden by rain
bowed by gravity’s demands
longing for sunlight
Saw this flower on one of my recent walks. The rain had it bowed over. This haiku came forth.
as the sunlight wanes
the sunflower sings boldly
a gentle wind blows
in the autumn rain
petals holding reflections
ghosts of the summer
Night progresses
Into morning
Streetlight flickers off
‘Tis Monday. You ready for the week? It’s a grey day here in Seattle, hence the grey poem.
I hope that gives you everything you need with grace and dignity.
now walking at night
the day’s rain has faded
such grace in silence
summer’s grace
in autumnal rain
forgotten
Walking in a neighborhood park past play equipment that often fills with delighted children, now sits empty. Have children forgotten such things?
the arriving dawn
early morning silence
the sound of home
A view from my neighborhood. Seattle’s murky skies: my vision of home. One of them, at least.